Nico And Bianca Novels & Stories

159| She's A Human! . JULIE . "So when did you guys meet?" Grace asks excitedly. "When I left the place, mom," he says and I notice Nolan listening to him carefully. "And you didn't even tell me? That's so painful, Nick!" She shows fake pain, palming her chest dramatically. I smile at her joyful nature. She is indeed cute. And that's how they start speaking with each other. I just hope Nick's father will accept our relationship. That's another problem in our relationship after two years.

Bianca sighs in satisfaction as she takes a bite of her pepperoni pizza, "they should start serving this." "I don't think that they can do that," I chuckle and take a bite of my slice. Max runs into the room, after he's finished exploring the house, and goes right to Bianca's side. He gets her attention by jumping on the arm of her chair and trying to lick her face. She starts petting him and she calms down. "Max boy," I whistle and he looks over at me, "get down." He stares at me for a few more seconds before he looks back at Bianca. "Down Max," Bianca says and he gets right off of the chair. She gives me a smug smirk as she grabs her glass of milk, "guess I'm the favorite."

“Can someone get me a towel please?” Siobhan was already running over with a towel before I finished talking. I wrapped it around her trembling shoulders. She was shaking so hard that her teeth were chattering. She was even crying, but I guess I will be scared shitless too if a random person showed up on my balcony…Andre! “I am not lying, Bianca. You have to believe m-me. He was t-there! R-r-right there dressed in black!” “I believe you,” I assured her. Now where’s Andre?

Nicolas was wearing a blue jersey and a blue cap in both number 7 was engraved in white. Daisy tried to ignore the strange aching in her limbs and replied in a slightly shaky voice, “Shit, Nick. you almost scared me. What are you doing here? Aren’t you going to play?” “Well, the next match is ours,” He whispered again near her ear and then he flipped her around so that she could see his face. While caressing her pinkish cheek with his one hand, Nicolas added, “I saw you from our green room. So how come you got a set next to the white house?”

Bianca’s eyes flew open in surprise from the sensation as she tried to scoot away but I held her put. “ Fuck her hole.. with your tongue bitch.” “ Jesus…mhmm ahhh.” She moaned, her eyes rolling to the side. There was a knock, we didn't stop in what we were doing instead I slammed into her harder then a voice rang out. “ Bianca.. are you there?” Gideon.

There were a lot of people who didn’t want me as their Luna. “And you may call me Bianca,” Nicco’s mom said smoothly. She looked past me up at the plane. “Where’s Vinnie?” she asked, addressing Nicco and ignoring me. “Home. I had some issues that needed to be dealt with,” Nicco said, his voice sounding stern. He had picked up on his mom’s attitude. Bianca exchanged glances with his sister and I was instantly tired. This game was going to be long and exhausting, I felt. And I was pretty sure they were determined I wouldn’t win it.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

I swear to God, I will bury him. I’m not going to sleep. I’m not going to eat. I’m not going to rest until I get her back. And when I do, nothing not Evelyn, not this company, not the law will stop me from destroying Colden and everyone working under his name. He took Bianca. And now, he’s declared war. Bianca POV The slap comes so fast I didn't even see it, I barely registered the pain till after two seconds I felt a hand across my cheek.

“I wanted to personally deliver a message from my family.” Lorenzo’s expression hardened. “And what message is that?” Nico leaned down, placing both hands on the table, his voice calm but laced with something lethal. “Stay out of our way.” Silence stretched between them, thick and charged. For the first time that night, Lorenzo looked genuinely unsettled. Nico straightened, his gaze flicking to me one last time before he turned to leave. And just like that, he was gone. I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to appear unaffected. But something had shifted in that moment.

I stopped short, half-hidden by the curve of a column, my breath caught as I watched. Nico was the first to notice her. His eyes lifted slowly from his drink, lashes hooding the sharpness of his gaze. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. The weight of his stare alone should’ve been enough to crush her. But Bianca—either blind or stubborn—kept talking. She leaned closer, laughing softly at something that wasn’t funny, her hand grazing the edge of the table like she was trying to weave herself into their space. My seat sat empty, and she looked as though she were about to claim it.